Thanks for reading thus far! Sorry again for the long wait but I had to really consider where I wanted to take my most favorite blood knight as his fate was undetermined. It is now set and I hope you like where this goes. Again sorry for the late posting and I hope you enjoy it thus far! Critiques, criticism and/or happy comments are always treasured. I do not own wow or the wow universe. Just my characters herein :)


Theladiel scooped up her naked form and cradled her against his traditional armor, holding her head under his chin and rocked her, "Come now, little one. It's not safe here anymore..for either of us."

The tauren roared in their direction, beckoning them over with his heavy head, indicating he wanted them to follow. They were not the only ones racing back to the jail.

Elenwe tucked her head under the blood knight's chin. He was worried, she could tell. Her body ached and burned and she faded between consciousness and sleep. It seemed as though everyone wanted to take advantage of or hurt her these days.

His breathing was heavy and his arms tight around her. He held her like a child and she absorbed herself in the knowledge that she was no longer one anymore. She buried her face against his chest and squeezed her eyes shut, praying for sleep. He swung his heavy cloak from around his back and covered her naked form. She barely noticed she wasn't dressed but the warmth from his cloak brought it to her attention and he cheeks burned a bright violet. What her mother would do to her if she knew she were in this state.

Gahege beckoned them over with his heavy head signaling for them to hurry. Theladiel stood and carried her with ease; his strong arms encasing her. An arrow shot down the hall as they all ran out of the cell, barely missing the blood knight's elongated ear. In the midst of their fleeing, she looked up at him and him down at her. She felt a chill go down her spine and in that moment, she knew he would never harm her again. She held on for dear life; shouts in thalassian never too far behind them.


The light of day cast down on them as the exited the long corridor from the rear. Theladiel clutched her so tightly his knuckles were white. She felt so cold to him from the Magister's touch still but he did not have time to think about it. He looked around, scanning quickly their surroundings for any sign that they were coming from the front.

"Down the hall! Check each cell! They won't leave here!" came a distinctly female voice from behind them. They had to check each cell to see if they had hidden, "He is a traitor!"

There he stood, with the elven girl the city had rumored about in his arms, naked under his cloak and a dead Magister back in her cell. The situation had turned much more dire. Forced back into reality by the druid behind him shape shifting back into his tauren form. He huffed hot air from his flattened muzzle and pushed the knight forward, almost knocking him over. The tauren was right, they had to move. This part of the city was void of people at the moment. Most of the citizens were still trying to figure their way out of the highly unusual court proceedings that morning and it was fortunate for them. They only had to make their way across the courtyard and into the private chambers of the Magister that lay dead in the cells.

The gentle hum of the arcane guardians was anything but comforting as they made their way across the courtyard with as much silence as their small group would allow. No guardians were in sight but their presence felt nearby. The heavy steps of the methodical creatures grew closer and the blood knight knew there wouldn't be enough time to make it. He quickened his pace, both night elf and he clutching each other tightly as the immanent danger grew closer.

"Maintain order within these walls." the guardians spoke in monotone, robotic tones. Their cold voices growing closer and closer.

As Theladiel neared the ornate steel door that marked the entrance to one of the most revered Magister's personal study quarter, he was relived to find it slightly ajar. He clutched her as if to reassure himself that she was solid and whole in his hands and burst into the open room, the tauren behind them shutting the door with a loud slam. All held their breath for what seemed like hours until the hum of the arcane creatures became a low lulling once again giving them temporary calm.

The two elves regarded one another in the dark, their eyes illuminating each other's face. Elenwe was the first to turn away and stare into the blackness that he knew she could see through; night elves being nocturnal creatures. He gentle lowered her naked form as she clutched tightly onto the red and black cape of his order, pulling it around her body. He could not remove his eyes from her darkened form but when he found the magical lamp near the Magister's desk and activated it, the light purple light illuminated her more, showing a puffy face and eyes brimming with tears. He took a step closer to her holding his hands directly in front of him with his fingers extended. All he could think about was keeping himself from appearing aggressive. Her fragile mental state apparent even under the dim lights. He stood mere inches from her now. The broken elf that trembled ever so slightly and yet found enough decency to hold the cape tightly around her neck, having been shamed enough.

"Are you hurt?" he said quietly in her tongue, unsure of how to even approach such a situation and immediately he regretted it, looking down towards her boots, "Of course you are..I apologize."

She bore holes into his skin with her narrowed eyes. Her breathing grew more and more shallow and rapid; sweat beading on her forehead. "Why? Why did you come back for me?" Her voice cracked from the sheer amount of emotion that churned within her.

He canted his head at her, taken aback by her bluntness, "Would you have had me do it differently, night elf?"

He heaved a heavy sigh and carefully reached for her jaw only to have her head away in defiance.

"Not until you answer me, blood knight…"

He shook his head slowly, gauging her expression to be quite serious. "Because you are not as they say are you.." His question was more of a statement, knowing full well that she was not.

It was her turn to be surprised and her heavy eyebrows lifted, "I am Elenwe Mistbloom as I have stated before and I don't even know why I am here!" Her voice lifted with the last part of her statement her frustration hitting a plateau.

It was Gahege's turn to snort his response to her statement, reemerging from behind the blood knight to stand at his side. They both looked over at the large bovine creature and for the first time in a long time, the creature spoke in guttural darnassian.

"Mistbloom. Shan'do. Teach me ways of animal spirits." He pointed to himself. His voice was oddly deep and resonating for even a tauren but his words were not mistaken.

"Shan-duh?" Theladiel responded, his attention now fully on the bovine creature, "Forgive my ignorance but what is that.."

"Teacher..honored teacher to be exact. He must know of my father." Elenwe's eyes pleaded with the tauren's. Her skin tingled and her stomach churned.

The tauren dipped his head knowingly, "Know for many years. Join Circle. Elf Mistbloom lead tauren in ways of animal spirits."

Theladiel closed her eyes and grunted out his words with force like the wind had been sucked out of his lungs, "Anar'alah, The Cenarion Circle? You are –NEURTAL- and you didn't see it fit to tell me at least that! This mess could have been avoided!" He pounded his fist hard on top of the desk that he still stood near, splintering the wood as it creaked in protest.

"I didn't think my father's position was that important!" She shrieked, amber eyes wild with fear.

"Your father…Your father.." He laughed, exacerbate, "Your father knowingly trains –HORDE- and Alliance alike in the druidic paths and you didn't think that would help you as a prisoner of Silvermoon? How blind are you! I knew you were weak but to be so stupid! You have put me and the tauren in danger and for what? Because you can't think!"

She stumbled, backing away from the knight that approached slowly with his hands to his side now, his left one bleeding from the knuckles. "You're…you're injured…" She glanced down at his hand while fumbling with her own, twisting them around each other.

A heavy forceful hand halted the blood knight in his tracks and a heavy blow of hot air against the back of his head told him the tauren had about enough. He narrowed his eyes at her in anger. She having been so naïve had just signed his death warrant and any feeling of sorrow he had held for her was out the window.

"Please…just let me look at it.." She furrowed her eyebrows together in worry. Embarrassment and shame all over her young, innocent face.

"He yanked his hand away even though she was now several feet away from him. Gritting his teeth, he spoke in a snarl, "There are runes here for transportation. I will see you out of this city but you will need to rectify this. There is a dead Magister in –your- cell and so we will go meet with this father of yours. I am not going to be charged with treason and a neutral party will need to speak on your behalf."

She grimaced and swallowed hard. The knot in her throat swelling, "Are you certain of this?"

"There is no alternative elf!"

He spun on his heel, already rummaging through the Magister's desk drawers in search of the tell tale runes that already had destinations imbedded in them. Suddenly, the blood elf produced a sack of stones and emptied it out on the desk. All of the stones were marked with different sigils etched into the tops, "By the light I can't read this kind of magic!"

At that moment, his ear twitched and the tauren immediately turned to face the door, shape-shifting into a large feline. Voices. Several of them. Their voices were raised in anger and worse yet, grew closer. They were closing in on their location if by accident or on purpose, they would find them soon. He had no time to mull over their predicament and so he picked a runic stone with an emblem that looked like the word forest but he had no time to really investigate its meaning. He quickly lunged at the shaken Elenwe and moved closer to druid, crushing the softened stone in his armored hand. A portal rose around the three of them and sucked them into oblivion. Their destination, unknown.